Friday, June 26, 2009

Depreciation

Apparently these days American girls like to think that getting a divorce is some sort of accomplishment that they should celebrate. Perhaps they feel that it took a lot of guts to confront the issue. They don't realize that their marriage in the first place was a failure on their part to be an intelligent human. In the weeks building up to their breaking point, they start to blame their horrible husband, their children that remind them so much of the man they hate. Eventually they'll start to hate all men in general based on their own tiny boxed-in universe. They'll blame everyone except for themselves for making idiotic choices and decisions.

Marriage is like a tattoo. Sometimes people get lame ones and decide to laser them off. Not a grand accomplishment.

Why do people insist on marrying people obviously not right for them? It's not even about finding the "one." That's way off topic. They already know it's not working and they ignore reality and tell themselves that once they say "I do" and/or sign the papers, their lives will instantly transform and transcend reality, breaking time and space, to an alternate universe where everything is perfect.

Perhaps for some, "love" means sacrificing your life to, in their minds, insure a better life for their partner. How absolutely arrogant and presumptuous.

How does one tell a friend not to make such a mistake? I believe people need to learn the hard way sometimes, since they either won't listen or always wonder "what if?" if they don't go through with their doomed plan. But the friend in question may not have the will or courage to abandon ship once he sets sail...

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